If you had named my little local coffee drive thru I would have assumed you were my husband!

Even though you’re not, thank you for rescuing her. I don’t know your wife, but for me it’s such a core-deep feeling of comfort knowing that someone will come for me regardless of how stupid I am.

I swear I just don’t think about the gas until the light pops up.

I’m a teacher and foster mom with a tiny farm, and I drop balls sometimes. My husband is a gem and never gets grumpy with me directly about my ADHD fueled crises. He always says he does the little things so I can do the big things, which is such a kind way to frame my inability to adult sometimes. Lol

I hope he vent’s somewhere, because the man deserves to!